Religion: The Pastor as Psychologist

The minister smiled expectantly at the three men and four women who were
gathered around him in a parish house in Manhattan. "Well," he said,
"anybody want to start?" A lanky, well-groomed young man with
horn-rimmed spectacles and a crew cut spoke up. "I had a funny dream
about Walter over there last night," he began.

For the next hour and a half they talked smoking, sometimes laughing,
sometimes passionately serious. A casual passer-by would have taken
them for a group of friends chatting together after dinner. But the
minister who sat with them,...